Chapter 67. The Tea Laced with Poison

MIQUEL'S POV

"I will give up the throne."

"That's a wise decision to make, of course you must," he chuckled softly.

"I will do as you wish so let there be no more sacrifices." I stared at his warriors and I could perceive fellow wolves among them. They are rogues.

"How about a brewed tea?" He suggested. I knew he would and I was prepared for the tea.

We both sat down in the throne room, staring at everywhere but each other.

"For hiding the fact that I am a woman and deceiving the royal family, I will accept any punishment."

"To be precise, it's not entirely your fault that you became the king. I committed the first mistake of causing the war and the second mistake was caused by your father who thought he married you to Tamar but the third mistake was caused by you." I stared at him slowly.

"In a way, you're a victim of everything that happened to you.